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F-150 with a punisher sticker
Blue stripe on the side
Crew cut proud boy with an open carry
Tattooed in white pride
He’s licensed to kill
And you’re paying his bills

Murder victims fit the perp’s description
Don’t even ask their name
In the smoldering eye of his itching pistol
They all look the same
A hammer needs a nail
And a young black male
Is asking for it just walking down the street

I watched a lynching today
From the comfort of my home
My friends live every day
In a fear I’ll never know
I’ll never know I’ll never know
But listen to their words
Make way for the voice of the unheard

Complements like white smoke signals
Giving away the tell
Like "he was so articulate "
And "you can see she dressed so well"
It makes their lives
Feel justified
Internalized the training of
400 years of hate
It's baked into our consciousness
We can’t even relate
It’s the little things
That pull the strings
That keep system running like it does

I watched a lynching today
From the comfort of my phone
My friends live every day
In a fear I’ll never know
I’ll never know I’ll never know
But listen to their words
Listen to the voice of the unheard
Unheard

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Packy Lundholm Chicago, Illinois

Chicago musician/producer/songwriter occasionally makes his own records and puts 'em right here

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